Chapter 21

You Wuming stared at the group of Cloud Beasts with a marvelous expression on her face.

There were thousands of Cloud Beasts that had escaped death. They were the ones that liked to run around You Wuming and learn how to run from it.

Today, they followed You Wuming. After shaking off the Nether Demons that were chasing them, they took advantage of the chaos and crawled back to the Great Wall with their limbs on the ground.

Sang Yuanyuan and You Wuming were like shepherds, herding the group of Cloud Beasts that were dyed black and red to catch up with the main group.

You Wuming didn't allow her to meet State King Sang, so he held her hand tightly. She had no choice but to look straight ahead and walk past him.

They were about to return to the Inner Great Wall.

No one expected that an unforeseen event would happen at this moment.

Meng Wuyou, who was pretending to be Sang Yuanyuan, suddenly shouted at the top of her lungs, "Father!

I'll kill You Wuming!

Otherwise, I'll jump down from here immediately! "

She did climb up to the battlements.

This natural messenger of justice still wanted to eradicate You Wuming, this big scourge, for the common people.

Han Shaoling's eyes flashed slightly. Then, he adopted an attitude of watching from the sidelines.

If he could really get rid of You Wuming here … then he would have to think of a way to get a share of the loot from Sang Chengyin.

The young woman screamed at the top of her lungs. At this moment, the situation was so chaotic, and Sang Chengyin was a brainless protector of his children. Perhaps he could really get the job done.

Han Shaoling's expression was cold and solemn, and a dark light flickered in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, King Sang's gloomy gaze immediately turned to You Wuming's back.

He slowly raised his hand. Countless strong bows were pulled to their full strings and pointed at You Wuming, who was a thousand feet away.

The nearby Nether Army hurriedly surrounded their lord to protect him.

Sang Yuanyuan didn't need to turn around to feel the heavy murderous aura.

"Jade slip!" She hurriedly raised her hand.

When he separated from Ling Gu, she had two communication jade slips with her. After they shared a bath, they fell into You Wuming's hands.

He had used one yesterday to ask King Sang for help, but he still had another one with him.

"No." You Wuming said lazily, "I don't want to kill you now."

Sang Yuanyuan was already surrounded by Sang soldiers. Seeing that a battle was about to break out, Sang Yuanyuan's heart was burning with anxiety. "I won't tell Imperial Father that I'm with you."

"Do I believe you?" He narrowed his eyes, his expression indifferent.

"I'll only say three words, just three words." Sang Yuanyuan grabbed the front of his shirt and stared at him with her big watery eyes.

You Wuming's expression gradually stiffened.

Like a puppet, he took out a jade slip and stuffed it into her palm.

Sang Yuanyuan didn't have time to be polite with him. She hurriedly squeezed the jade slip.

King Sang was about to wave his hand and give the order to attack when he suddenly paused. He suddenly lowered his head and carefully took out a glowing jade slip from his waist.

The small jade slip fell into his large, rough palm, looking somewhat comical.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the city wall.

On the city wall, the little girl who looked exactly like his daughter was waving her arms and shouting.

She wasn't.

King Sang's eyes darkened.

His Little Sang Guo would never do such a disgraceful thing.

This woman was that Meng Wuyou.

He narrowed his Eyes of the Fierce Tiger and his gaze fell on the jade slip in his palm.

The jade slip flashed, and a clear and calm voice floated out.

"Let her jump."

Sang Prefecture's King stroked his huge beard and laughed heartily.

"Retreat!"

The archers all put their weapons back on their backs.

King Sang's army no longer paid attention to Han Shaoling, who was still on the city wall. They neatly got into a marching formation and retreated to the inner wall like a tide.

Han Shaoling: "…"

What a good way to say it was to shoot oneself in the foot!

Fortunately, Ming Mo had already retreated. Under the protection of his personal guards, he grabbed the confused Meng Wuyou and retreated to the inner wall in a sorry state, leaving behind countless corpses.

After an hour, he lost nearly a third of his personal guards.

Han Shaoling's eyes were green with envy.

When he finally returned to the inner wall, he saw King Sang sitting on a large black wooden chair in the middle of the city gate like a fiendish King Kong, his arms crossed in front of him. He was blocking the way.

Behind him, the archers were lined up in a row. Their bowstrings were fully drawn, and their spiritual essence was glowing.

"You're very good.

Han Shaoling, you're very good. "

A fake smile appeared on his face from his thick beard. "You made such a fake to replace my precious daughter.

Young people are very creative. "

Han Shaoling's scalp went numb.

"King Sang," he took a deep breath and said, "This concerns Madam's reputation. It's better for us to talk about some things in private."

King Sang laughed so hard that his body shook. His armor clanked as he said, "Bah!

My Sang family's princess is righteous and upright!

But you, Han Shaoling, are harboring the Three Evils and are vicious. Today, you even tried to instigate me to attack my friends from Youzhou. How can you do this? "

Han Shaoling suddenly lowered his head and said, "Since King Sang knows that this woman is one of the Three Evils, you should know that I'm helpless and troubled."

At this moment, he could only show weakness.

"Something happened to Madam on her wedding day. I feel like my heart is being stabbed by a knife. Every day, I drink to drown my sorrows." Han Shaoling's low voice floated out.

As soon as he said this, Sang Chengyin immediately felt the same way.

He stared at Han Shaoling, but the man's head was lowered, so he couldn't see his expression.

"Father-in-law, you saw it too. This woman resembles Madam. I was momentarily distracted and made a big mistake. It's useless to regret it now. I can only do my best to make up for it."

Sang Chengyin stroked his beard and laughed. He looked around and said, "Look, even King Sang has become a coward. You're starting to play the family card?"

Han Shaoling suddenly raised his head. Two cold rays of light shot out from his eyes. "However, Madam didn't listen to my explanation. She ignored my difficulties and left Handu without permission. Before that, she even caused a rumor with You She Wuming, causing me to lose face!

Is it because of Father-in-law's lack of discipline? "

Men with multiple wives were protected by the law. As for women, it was wrong to be coveted by others.

The world was just that unfair.

Sang Chengyin's mouth twitched. "As expected, it's impossible to reason with beasts!

Since that's the case, I have nothing to say to you!

Let's call off this marriage! "

"Okay." Han Shaoling didn't hesitate.

Sang Chengyin smiled and tilted his head. "Then I'll have to trouble King Sang Chengyin to sign this divorce agreement."

A middle-aged man dressed as an advisor walked out and handed a piece of paper to Han Shaoling.

There were two copies. Everything had been arranged.

During this hour, Sang Chengyin sat there leisurely. As he watched Han Shaoling fight with Ming Mo, he prepared all kinds of 'surprises' for him.

Once he signed this, the initiative was in Sang Chengyin's hands.

Facing a row of archers filled with Spiritual Essence, Han Shaoling could only press his lips together and sign this divorce agreement that endlessly glorified Sang Yuanyuan and disgraced himself.

With the divorce agreement in hand, Sang Chengyin could force Tiandu to summon him to the capital for a divorce.

No one knew what Han Shaoling was thinking in his heart, but his face remained calm from beginning to end. There was even a polite smile hanging on the corner of his lips.

Sang Chengyin narrowed his eyes and stared at him.

Han Shaoling couldn't be compared to You Wuming. He couldn't touch him.

Cloud Realm's eighteen prefectures had complicated relationships.

In terms of kinship, Han Shaoling was actually his wife's nephew.

And Han Shaoling was in charge of one of the five prefectures where Ming Mo's attacks were the fiercest. If something happened to the ruler, it would take time for the power balance to be reshuffled.

There was no Black Iron Great Wall inland to stop the demons.

If one of the prefectures fell, it would only be a matter of time before the entire realm was destroyed.

Moreover, Sang Chengyin's betrayal couldn't escape the responsibility of Sang Chengyin. How Tiandu would deal with this matter would depend on how many losses Sang Chengyin suffered.

If they touched Han Shaoling, Sang Chengyin wouldn't be able to withstand Tiandu's thunderous fury!

As for You Prefecture …

Since his daughter wasn't with Han Shaoling, she would definitely be with You Wuming.

Sang Chengyin lowered his eyelids, his eyes gradually darkening.

At this moment, Han Shaoling's eyes were also surging.

The last news he had about Sang Yuanyuan was that she had been taken away by Han Shiwu.

Sang Chengyin said that he had contacted her yesterday and that she was here.

Yesterday, the 'tide' hadn't arrived yet.

After a day and a night of upheaval, that woman would definitely die.

Therefore, it didn't matter.

As long as he could fool Sang Chengyin and not let him take advantage of the situation and cut off any benefits, that would be the best result …

Han Shaoling even felt it was a bit funny — at this time, they didn't talk about benefits and forced him to sign a separation agreement. Sang Chengyin was indeed brave but not astute, and acted on their emotions.

The emotional Sang Chengyin said, "Let's leave it at that for now.

Today's matter has been a wake-up call for me.

The State of Korea's King, your border defense is too perfunctory. A traitor, leading a mere thirty thousand people, nearly made a huge mistake.

I think you should leave Ju Lin Pass to this old man to guard for you! "

"It's not a big deal. You can give me the amount of military pay you give to Ju Lin Pass every year." A smile appeared on Sang Chengyin's face.

Han Shaoling: "…"

Sang Chengyin waved his hand, and an agreement was pushed in front of Han Shaoling. It was the agreement to cede the area around Ju Lin Pass to Sang Chengyin.

At this moment, Han Shaoling had no choice but to sign the agreement that was handed to him.

He was thinking about how to sue Sang Chengyin and make him pay him back with interest.

Sang Chengyin sighed. "People are useless when they are old. They are deaf and blind, and can't do anything well.

The Emperor will probably ask me to abdicate.

Sigh!

Forget it, forget it. It's time to go home and retire. "

Han Shaoling: "…" Okay, very okay.

An old and useless person abdicating the throne was like a cicada shedding its carapace.

What was the difference between Sang Chengyin's succession and Sang Chengyin's succession?

Yes, there was a difference.

For example, Sang Chengyin's mistakes could not be blamed on the new king.

Han Shaoling took two deep breaths and was about to leave with his men when Sang Chengyin raised his calloused hand again. "Nephew, please sign this love letter."

Han Shaoling received it and looked at it. He almost vomited blood.

It was written neatly on the letter. Han Shaoling's negligence led to the border being easily breached by the traitor Sang Chengming. Sang Chengyin turned the tide and saved the army of Han from danger. Sang Chengyin's merits outweighed his faults.

He left a blank space for him to sign his name and stamp his royal seal on it.

Han Shaoling: "…"

…

Sang Yuanyuan knew nothing about what happened at the city gate. You Wuming brought her back to the temporary encampment of the Netherworld army.

You Wuming saw her frown and laughed. "Are you afraid that old man Sang Chengyin will be taken advantage of?"

Sang Yuanyuan nodded. "After all, this happened because of Sang Prefecture. Father can't get away with it."

You Wuming laughed so hard that his body swayed back and forth. "Don't worry about others, Little Sang Guo!

You're the stupidest person in this world! "

Sang Yuanyuan was not convinced. "How am I stupid?"

You Wuming narrowed his beautiful eyes and a wicked smile slowly appeared on his lips.

His thin lips parted slightly and his slightly hoarse voice sounded. "You like me? Aren't you stupid enough?

I'm not a good person, Little Sang Guo … "

Sang Yuanyuan tilted her head and looked at him.

The burning desire in his black eyes and the undisguised desire on his lips made her shudder unconsciously.

"Sang Chengyin will definitely get a piece of paper and a letter of separation."

You Wuming's Adam's apple bobbed and his clear voice was incomparably hoarse. "So Little Sang Guo, you still want me to endure for a while, right?"

"I can't endure."

His arms gradually tightened and her soft body was firmly embedded in his armor. "I can't endure, Little Sang Guo.

I think today … "

He spoke in a low voice beside her ear, his breath scorching her.